These words emerged, and the hatred that had initially dissipated began to rise once again.
The soldiers all looked at Tang Zan, their eyes filled with resentment.
It was Tang Zan's father who embezzled the military funds, causing them to suffer greatly.
Countless comrades and relatives starved or froze to death.
In the darkest times, many soldiers survived by consuming their own comrades' flesh, tears in their eyes.
Grateful for their own survival, yet they felt self-loathing.
"Blood for blood, Tang Zan, you've brought this upon yourself."
As soon as Commander Qian spoke, the soldiers moved towards Tang Zan.
These men seemed intent on tearing him apart.
Tang Zan's expression was cold, his eyes devoid of any emotion.
As these people moved closer to Tang Zan, he felt the overwhelming intent to kill.
Surrounded by over ten thousand people, he showed no fear, standing upright, like a birch tree.
He hadn't even drawn his sword, his eyes radiating resolute determination.
